The host is a piece of trash

Chapter 388 The Days of Being Salted Fish in the Immortal Cultivation World (15)

Apart from eating, there is probably only painting to pass the time.

And these paintings were all she saw in her dreams.

Those real but terrifying pictures emerged one by one.

Horror does not refer to ghosts, but to the human heart.

As the host of the party, she has hosted from the youngest age, and she was stained at the purest age, and now it is difficult to distinguish her color.

No, maybe still visible.

After all, she is lazy visible to the naked eye.

……

After painting this picture, she drooled while holding a cooking book, and sat on the small swing in the yard, dangling, and soon fell asleep.

Duan Ruxing built this small courtyard for her when she was 12 years old, because when she lived with Duan Ruxing, the patriarch often ignored her. In the small courtyard, everything came according to Duan Ruyue's preferences.

This swing is more to her liking.

She wobbled and fell asleep.

And this dream was not comfortable, because she went to the so-called carnival place again.

It was a dark color that made people feel very uncomfortable. Her brows were slightly frowned, and even the exquisite snacks in front of her did not arouse her interest at all. She kicked her feet: "It's so annoying, let me feel comfortable." Wouldn't you like to get some sleep?"

Still a luminous letter appeared in her hand, and she silently raised her eyes to look at it.

[Demon and Sacrifice]
Duan Ruyue just glanced at the title and found it boring: "Tsk, it's this kind of killing game again, can't you have something new?"

[Sinners, this is the path that suits them best. ]
Duan Ruyue raised her eyelids and lazily said, she is used to life and death these years, so she doesn't care about these things long ago.

But this time, she found something different, because the things on the table were decreasing.

Duan Ruyue got up and stretched her muscles: "Which foodie started to eat this again? But it's right to eat, and it will save your energy for the next game. This food is a benefit for them."

It’s just that most people don’t dare to eat it.

Duan Ruyue's appearance here has not changed over the years, except that she no longer wears a black robe, because it is unnecessary, and she also got the good-looking maid outfit.

Anyway, this is her dream, so it's okay to just casually.

She stretched again, feeling a little sleepy, but Xiaoxin said that she must maintain her best condition in front of the guests, otherwise she would be cut off easily.

best condition...

Duan Ruyue kicked the door open. As always, she didn't have the habit of observing anyone in the arena, she just smiled slightly lively and said, "Hey, what are you all looking at me for?"

In fact, the devil knows if you are looking at me!
I just feel that I am the center of attention according to the usual routine!

No one spoke, even the rustling chatter when they came in was gone.

Duan Ruyue was not surprised, she looked around casually, uh, it seems to be the same as before, so let's continue with the lines.

"Don't be so cautious, I thought you are not a person who would be cautious? Why didn't you eat anything on the table?"

"Isn't it to your taste?" Duan Ruyue put her tray on it quite casually, and then took a bite of the small cake, "It's obviously delicious?"

Ah Xi, why are there so many lines this time, why don't you finish it earlier?
She was still rushing back to sleep!
(End of this chapter)